Sorry kid but the price is firm

I thank you for your time

See this was made the right way

Back in 1959

It’s all there it’s original

Not one screw’s been turned

Just honest wear from playing

And all those lessons learned

There’s a ghost in this guitar

Take you by the hand

Might lead you down a rocky road

It ain’t the promised land

But it’s the land I lived in

And now it’s time to go

Yeah there’s a ghost in this guitar

Thought that you should know

See that ding on the corner

That’s from a bar room fight

I was only fifteen

I snuck in that night

To play and learn from the old guys

Before the Internet

That was so damn long ago

I’ll never forget

Yeah there’s a ghost in this guitar

Take you by the hand

Might lead you down a rocky road

It ain’t the promised land

But it’s the land I lived in

And now it’s time to go

Yeah there’s a ghost in this guitar

Thought maybe you should know

Hey wait don’t walk away so fast

There might be a way

You seem like an honest kid

How about half today

Give the rest to the widow

The minute that you can

Just remember I’ll be watching Kid

From wherever I am

Cause there’s a ghost in this guitar

Take you by the hand

Might lead you down a rocky road

It ain’t the promised land

But it’s the land I lived in

And now it’s time to go

Yeah there’s a ghost in this guitar

Thought that you should know

©2022 Jeb Lipson

I’m talking loud, Brad’s talking low

He’s tying up something while I grab a bite to go

We do it on the fly

Last chance lullaby

Barlow’s in his bus he’s bitching ’bout the flow

He’s bitching ’bout the crowd he can never let it go

Makes you wonder why

Last Chance lullaby

And I might be going crazy

I hear their voices in the wind

And I must be getting lazy

I shoulda been on my way again

I always stay for free at the gravel pit

It’s too damn sunny and I got nowhere to shit

But this old tent keeps me dry

Last chance lullaby

Was gonna wait around for the evening hatch

And my wife came to town so I grab a little snatch yeah

On this hammock where we lie

Last chance lullaby

And I might be going crazy

I hear their voices in the wind

And I must be getting lazy

I shoulda been on my way again

Like there’s no tomorrow, only today

I pack my truck and I’m on my way

There’s a little snow left on the Sawtelle ridge

There’s a bald eagle’s flying past the Osborn bridge

I got a teardrop in my eye

Last chance lullaby

I grab a twelve-dollar burger and a five-dollar beer

Hear a couple of guides talking it’s music to my ear

They sure know how to lie

Last chance lullaby

© 2020 Jeb Lipson

We just ain’t come that far together

No not that I can see

In fact I think we’re drifting further

Since that day in ’73

I know a girl in Tarrant County

Got nowhere else to turn

She’s in trouble at the moment

Suppose that’s none of your concern

Borrows the car from her roommate

Swears she’ll have it back that night

Fights back tears as she leaving

Sees no other way to make things right

She ain’t headed for Lake Texoma

She ain’t playin’ them Choctaw Slots

Heading north on I-35 she’d rather die than make this drive alone

But she’s alone

How about a little mercy for the living

Shouldn’t end when someone’s born

It ain’t her fault she tried to stop him

Hell of a price to have your innocents torn

She ain’t headed for Lake Texoma

She stoppin’ for them Choctaw Slots

Heading north on I-35 she’d rather die than make this drive alone

But she’s alone

It’s a long drive through Oklahoma

Feels even longer headed home

No more tears inside already cried ’em dry

No more thoughts tonight she’s numb now

And she ain’t headed for Lake Texoma

She ain’t playin’ them Choctaw Slots

Back south on I-35 she shouldn’t have to make this drive alone

But she’s alone

So alone

© 2022 Jeb Lipson

Storms rolling in there’s just enough time

Shut all them windows can you read my mind

Been together so long you’d think we’d lose that spark

But it just glows brighter when the days grows dark

Let the teakettle rattle

Throw a log on the fire

Leave that old dog out barking

I only have one desire

Watch the whole sky turn grey, open up from above

Lay here all day and make rainy day love

Hear the sound of the rain dancing off the sill

And the rumble of thunder far away in them hills

As the smell of those first drops strengthen my will

Crack that window back open babe let me gather my fill

And let the teakettle rattle

Throw a log on the fire

Leave that old dog out barking

I only have one desire

Watch the whole sky turn grey and open up from above

Lay right here all day makin’ rainy day love

There’s not enough rainy days

I’m thinking out loud

Hell I can’t remember

Last time I saw a cloud

Let the teakettle rattle

Throw a log on the fire

Throw that old a towel

I only have one desire

Watch the whole sky turn grey, open up from above

Lay here all day and make rainy day love

© 2020 Jeb Lipson

There’s a road in Inyo County

Leads to a place that I love

Many a night I’ve slept there

With a billion stars all above

Over there up by them fingers

My girl made her very first point

A hundred buzz bombs from the thicket

And I missed all but one

She ran with me a thousand miles she runs with me still

She ran with me a thousand miles oh I miss her

Just over there up by that rim rock

My girl made her very last point

A dozen chukar tired of running

And I missed every single one

She ran with me a thousand miles she runs with me still

She ran with me a thousand miles oh I miss her

Now she’s sick vet says she’s dyin’

A couple of months not too much more

And when she’s gone they’ll be some cryin’

And one last solemn chore

’cause There’ll be no urn up on the mantle

There’ll be no grave out in the yard

One last trip to Inyo county no matter how long or how hard

She ran with me for all those years

She runs with me still

She ran with me for all those years God I miss her

There’s a road

In Inyo county

Leads to a place that I love

Where my girl sleeps right beside her first point

With a billion stars all above

© 2021 Jeb Lipson

You don’t get dibs on faith

You don’t get dibs on God himself

Throw lies and money all around

Let the Lawyers clean the stain off the ground

Help us now

Rise up somehow

Cleanse this poison from the land

Before the lies and hate that linger

From the mouth of just one man

Crumble rock of ages into sand

Some get off on hate

Some get off on these big lies

When smoke and mirrors lay shattered on the ground

Where the hell will you be when it all comes down?

Help us now

Rise up somehow

And cleanse this poison from the land

Before the lies and hate that linger

From the mouth of just one man

Crumble rock of ages into sand

© 2021 Jeb Lipson

Drinkin’ wine on the back porch

Talkin’ about somethin’

Tempers startin’ to flare

She got opinions

I got mine too

Neither one seems to care

Must be October

’cause California’s burnin’

Back home leaves are turnin’

Waiting to fall

Stuck on some island

With someone new

Tryin’ to forget about her

Her lips keep moving,

She’s saying something

But I haven’t heard one damn word

It must be December

Back home snows are fallin’

Somewhere else is callin’

man I’d like to go

Divorce court’s expensive

You’d think I’d remember

There goes another fine home

no worldly possessions

Just the cloths on my back

At least i’m free to roam

It must be springtime

I feel so goddamn lonely

Hey won’t you come join me

Waiting to fall

Already September

California’s still burning

Back home leaves are turnin’

Waiting to fall

© Jeb Lipson 2020

It’s late September

Can smell the autumn in the air

On this empty beach bench

Where I ran my fingers through your hair

Farewell Summer I barely knew ya

Tide erasing the sand

And the footprints that we made together

Walking hand and hand

Days are getting shorter

I should probably head on home

Didn’t heed the warning’s

No I couldn’t take it slow

Farewell Summer I barely knew ya

Tide erasing the sand

And the footprints that we made together

Walking hand and hand

And like that ocean tide rising

Some things are bigger than us

Still there’s a weight on my shoulder tonight

As this beach bench turns to rust

Now I don’t claim to have an answer

I only know what I know

Put a couple of miles on my body

You left a couple of thousand on my soul

Farewell Summer I barely knew ya

Tide erasing the sand

All the footprints that we made together

Walking hand and hand

© 2020 Jeb Lipson

This won’t be an easy day

Gently lay you in the car

One last ride together

You and me we’ve come so far

I think about the memories

And of all the birds

I thank you for the conversations

No one else ever heard

I might have waited way too long

I hope you understand

No easy way to let you go

Guess that’s just who I am

Sorry for the pain you’re in

Hell you can barely stand

It ain’t about me no more

I’m bound to do the right thing at hand

A dozen years of free love

Given unconditionally

Turns out to be not so free

In the end it’s killing me

Paid for all at once

And paid for in full

Still never known a better deal

And I probably never will

Our last trip to Lethbridge

We’re both so young and free

That tall grass point on Matheson’s

will forever stay with me

They lay you on the table

Outside by the tree

Give us both a minute

Feels like eternity

And I watched you take your last breath

Now I’m a grown man

Cryin’ like a baby

Your empty collar in my hand

Cryin’ like a baby

Your empty collar in my hand

Cryin’ like a baby

©2021 Jeb Lipson

In the middle of nowhere

Tryin’ to find a plan

Searchin’ for something

She’ll never understand

Two birds call at sunset

Across the valley floor

Don’t take but a minute

They’re joined by two more

Call out for hunger

Call out for love

Same timbre different keys

The owl and the dove

Oh I’m a loss maker

A jack with no trade

She’s the queen of diamonds

A club and a spade

Searching for a fortune

While she finds that heart

These a mountains between us

Keep us apart

We cry out for hunger

Cry out for love

Same timbre different keys

The owl and the dove

It’s the age-old question

Who cooks for you?

Answered by anther

Simply who?

Cry out for hunger

Cry out for love

Same timbre different keys

The owl and the dove

© 2020 Jeb Lipson

You said cross my heart

Hope to die I’ll stick a needle in my eye

Oh but you’re still breathing, and you ain’t blind

Even though you left me far behind

With all the lies you chose to tell

One you didn’t even need to sell

That’s the one that hurts like hell now

You pinky swore, no double cross

Nothing gained oh but something’s lost

And I believed you with my heart

Even though I new better from the start

With all the lies you chose to tell

And one you didn’t even need to sell

That’s the one that hurt like hell now

In this game there’s no tags back

I fade to nothin’ while you fade to black

With the street lights on we all scatter home

Take one last look before i walk alone

With all the lies you chose to tell

Fabricate equivocate and sell

There’s still one that hurts like hell now

Yeah there’s still one that hurts like hell now

© 2022 Jeb Lipson